I woke to the buzz of my alarm clock. The clock blinked 4:15 am as I reached over to turn off the alarm. After rubbing my eyes, I jumped out of bed. It was my fifteenth birthday, and my father was finally going to let me drive the tractor.

Dad was at the other barn, attaching the hay baler and wagon to the tractor. Andie, do you think you can drive the tractor while Marcus helps me pile the bales on the wagon?” I could hardly hide my excitement. “Yes, I can. I’ll be really careful, I promise.”